Posted Sept. 15, 2020, 10:33 p.m. by Crewman Jonathan Durheim (Engineer) (William Deaton)
Posted by Lieutenant William Hampton (Chief Engineering Officer) in Meeting the new boss… <Tag CE>
Posted by Crewman Jonathan Durheim (Engineer) in Meeting the new boss… <Tag CE>
It’d been a long day, yet it still wasn’t over. Time to meet the Chief… Durheim checked his PaDD, confirming he was on the right deck - the Leviathan had a different layout from the last ship he had occupied; perhaps to accommodate the numerous containment facilities. He paused, rooting through his toolbag until he found the half-consumed tube of nutrient paste from earlier. It was just a moment’s work to finish it off, and he placed the now empty tube back in his bag. It could be reclaimed later.Now following signage towards the Chief Engineer’s office, he nodded politely at several of his soon-to-be coworkers. Seems like an eclectic lot; hopefully they’re more pleasant than the last crew… Now finding himself in front of a door labelled ‘Chief Engineer,’ he knocked; the metal-on-metal contact ringing out clearly.
Crewman Durheim, Engineering
The sound of someone physically knocking on the door annoyed Hampton, the chime was there for a reason. ‘Please just be normal.’ Hampton thought to himself as he looked up from his display screen. “Enter!” He called out to the door.
Lt. William Hampton-CE
Whatever ‘normal’ may or may not have been, the crewman that walked through Hampton’s door was well past the standard deviation. Or three. Shuffling forwards to stand in front of the Chief Engineer’s desk, the strange man announced himself as “Crewman Jonathan Durheim; reporting for duty, Sir.”
Durheim was a small man; what little hair he possessed was short and patchy, and paired with the thick-lensed goggles, suggested ‘mad scientist.’ The white labcoat over the regulation uniform practically screamed it. Extensive scarring on the man’s face distorted it, making him frankly unpleasant to look at. He carried a large leather toolbag in one metal hand - a glance would reveal both hands were metal; at minimum going past the wrist. Close observation would suggest that the man’s shoulders, hidden under the uniform and coat, didn’t quite look right.
Crewman Durheim, Engineering
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